[Intro]
The fence hums low in the evening dust
A child holds water, a guard holds trust
The moon looks down on a razor line
One side yours and one side mine

[Verse]
She walks where the road turns into wire
Where the sunset burns like a funeral pyre
Names scratched deep in a bathroom door
People who passed and are people no more
A mother folds papers in plastic wrap
A boy keeps sleeping with a schoolroom map
Every stamp is a mountain, every gate is a sea
Every question asks who you are allowed to be

[Pre-Chorus]
A border is not
A line in the sand
It is hunger and waiting
It is a trembling hand

[Chorus]
Borders have blood, borders have bones
Borders make graves out of other people’s homes
Borders have blood, borders have teeth
They smile on the map while they cut underneath
No wall is holy, no fence is clean
Every border drawn in fear turns mean

[Verse]
The men in the capital never stand here
They never hear breathing on the edge of fear
They speak of pressure, they speak of flow
Like families are weather and not people they know
She shares her bread with a woman from the east
Who says my country was divided by beasts
Not monsters in stories, not devils with horns
Just men in clean rooms where the border was born

[Pre-Chorus]
A border is not
A word in a speech
It is someone’s mother
Just out of reach

[Chorus]
Borders have blood, borders have bones
Borders make graves out of other people’s homes
Borders have blood, borders have teeth
They smile on the map while they cut underneath
No wall is holy, no fence is clean
Every border drawn in fear turns mean

[Interlude]
Open the gate
Say their names
Open the gate
End the games
Open the gate
Say their names
Open the gate
End the games

[Bridge]
She writes by the fire with a dead phone screen
The quietest night that she has ever seen
No breaking news, no studio fight
Just human breath in the freezing night
And she understands with a terrible grace
That the world is divided by distance and face
But the line they defend with a prayer and a gun
Bleeds the same red on everyone

[Breakdown]
Blood on the wire
Blood on the stone
Blood in the passport
Blood going home

[Build-up]
Blood on the wire
Blood on the stone
Blood in the passport
Blood going home
Break every border
That feeds on fear
Nobody’s illegal
When the earth is here

[Chorus]
Borders have blood, borders have bones
Borders make graves out of other people’s homes
Borders have blood, borders have teeth
They smile on the map while they cut underneath
No wall is holy, no fence is clean
Every border drawn in fear turns mean

[Outro]
The fence hums low in the evening dust
A child holds water, a guard holds trust
She writes one line as the cold winds pass
No border is stronger than a breaking glass
